Groundhog Day

Written for:  The Twiglets – #7 – a holiday morning


On this day, awaken
to frost on window-
sill.  Still you are hopeful
that Spring may arise
early this year. Fear
of additional snow
and black ice could melt.
All depends on one lazy
groundhog, who might see
his shadow, or not see
anything. Spring will waltz
in on daffodil feet whenever
the timing is right.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Groundhog Day

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    Oh, goodness. THIS:
    “Spring will waltz
    in on daffodil feet”

    Channelling Sandburg, and so beautifully so. ❤


  2. Misky says:

    I miss celebrating Ground Hog’s Day. Brits don’t do it. Thanks for joining in this week!


  3. lillian says:

    “…spring will waltz in on daffodil feet….” absolutely adore this line! 🙂


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